This is a song about "Pretty princess"

The way ill treat ya, youll feel like a princess,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Pretty mamacita is looking so fine,

They ain’t got no life ‘cause they always on mine

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

And cooperate you pretty little flowers

Shouts out to st. louey, swag champ i got the belt

That's probably pretty difficult to comprehend

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

So i eye a thick pretty waist

Forget about the consequences, i really just needed to see my princess

The possibilities endless, what to expect, i'll stop this killin spree, fuck it, who's next?

On toys for my baby princess

After lebron, i'm what's next

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

But pretty soon they'll understand